Not a very eventful week in terms of food and exercise (apart from the vodka consumed on Friday night and a Coke on Saturday to help with the after-effects of the aforementioned vodka).
I felt miles better after being down with flu in week 12. I did my usual sessions at the gym during the week (my upper body strength is laughable) and had a great yoga class on Sunday morning after a two-week break. My yoga teacher was surprised when she saw me – she said I looked really toned. And she was seeing me after only two weeks. That felt so good!
On Sunday evening I was at a friend’s place and decided to weigh myself on her scales. After what my yoga teacher had said surely I must have lost a few more pounds since the last time I weighed myself in week 9. I stepped on the scales and… I really wish I hadn’t. I haven’t lost *any* weight since the last time a few weeks ago. In fact, I’ve put on 0.5 lbs. It’s not much, I know, and it’s probably muscle, but I’ve been irritated ever since. If this continues, I definitely won’t achieve my goal of 10 kilos by Christmas (just a month away now) – especially with a couple of days in Paris coming up soon…
So there you go. Uneventful, unmotivating and now I just want to eat chocolate. Lots of it.
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